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Oringal chucks on laced up like i’m taking them on a roll they begging me not to kill it i tell em i’m having fun they askin me how i do it, i tell em get on the real meaning get on the grind i’m ready now what’s the deal

my size 11 skate on the surface like hovercraft a super hero you’d think that i was a thundercat i roll with villains, my village calling me son of sam simply when i come around they st-s-stutter-ing

my body tatted they say i look like graffiti that’s why i be on a roll but these regulars they try to read me the way that people would be staring you’d think that i was a t-v but when it comes to the haters i cannot see them like stev-e

but i’ve been seeing repeats of dead rappers like sixth sense my competition ain’t worth nothing like six cents misfit i swear i’m sick shit you’d think i was ryan scheckler by the way i make the kicks filp

too cool, handshakes and gats serving all these fools like pancakes in stacks whoever thought that i wouldn’t be damaging the tracks was pulling they own legs like hamstrings and calves

i am the only great white body look like a canvas skin is covered with tats chucks are always the classics look like i’m in the past

turn the noise up hundred words and running turn the noise up what i tell these people turn the noise up hundred words and running, turn the noise up transformers tatted on my arm like toys yup

any times my time any day’s grind time any time’s prime time no chain needed i am just a star kells

turn the noise up hundred words and running, turn the noise up what i tell these people turn the noise up best rapper alive, who, kells, kells

ugh, i’m so beyond my times like michael angelo of the second millennium i roll it up and get higher than condominiums my raps real the way that people be feeling it midwest all the way to the other side of the meridian

bet that, est is in the spot now who knew we’d be crew that all of these fools would try to jock

now them type of dudes that will make your mouth drop down faces looking twisted like they’re guzzeling ciroc now

city slickers that searching for bigger figures this is more than a game my business is in the scrimmage and i’d be with the sickest cuz i’m trying to be the illest with them die hard fans like bruce willis pow pow

i’m in the cut like alcohol in the wound but i’m tripping like i popped adderol on the moon, focused on killing tracks like i’m rapping em from the tomb RIP for this instrumental lighters up for the tunes

every morning i wake up and put my fitted on which means every day i wake and put my city on cleveland, we’re ready turn the MIDI on kid kells standing like a million gone

i am the only great white body look like a canvas skin covered with tats chucks are always the classics look like i’m in the past

turn the noise up hundred words and runnig, turn the noise up what i tell these people turn the noise up

any time’s my time every day’s grind time no chain needed i’m just a star

turn the noise up hundred words and running, turn the noise up best reapper alive who kells

Kelly Rowland, making her rounds on random tracks. I’m liking this one, and this new guy Future. (New in the sense that he’s finally getting some traction). Another one ready to blow up. C’mon radio, get on this!

Rocketship Shawty Mixtape

Warrior

We were born to break the doors down | Fighting ’til the end It’s somethin that’s inside of us| It’s how we’ve always been

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We are the misfits We are the bad kids The degenerates We ain’t perfect, but that’s alright! Love us or hate us, nothing can break us | Better believe us Times they are changing tonight

We don’t want to flirt with disaster On your ass we’ll pounce like a panther Cut the bullshit out with a dagger With a dagger, with a dagger Do or die, we all gonna stay young Shoot the lights out with a machine gun Think it’s time for a revolution, revolution, revolution

We were born to break the doors down | Fighting ’til the end It’s somethin that’s inside of us| It’s how we’ve always been

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Now this is our time | Our generation | And we’re impatient Animals, you ready to fight? Fight for the fuck-ups | Stand up for true love | We’ll never give up Live like it’s out last night alive

We don’t want to flirt with disaster On you’re ass we’ll pounce like a panther Cut the bullshit out with a dagger, with a dagger, with a dagger Do or die we all gonna stay young Shoot the lights out with a machine gun Think it’s time for a revolution, revolution, revolution

We were born to break the doors down | Fighting ’til the end It’s somethin that’s inside of us| It’s how we’ve always been